"It's okay." Gong Mo didn't want to mention her supremely annoying relatives, so she cooked up an excuse. "Who would be happy giving their daughter away? I'm still so young. She hasn't enjoyed enough of my filial piety."
Sheng Nanxuan smiled, turned back, and said to Mama Gong, "Don't worry, Auntie. Momo and I will take good care of you and let you live comfortably."
Mama Gong laughed, "Alright, you just need to treat my Momo well. I'm still young. I can support myself. I don't need you two taking care of me."
The three walked into a private room in the restaurant. Big Uncle Gong and the others were not there yet.
The waitstaff poured tea for them and asked, "When would you like the dishes to be served?"
"We'll tell you when the others arrive," Sheng Nanxuan said, "For now, give the lady a plate of fruits and dessert."
"Yes, sir." Waitstaff placed the teapot down and stepped away.
